(Closed) An example of what it might feel like…

We have the date and the venue (and honeymoon!) booked already, but he still hasn’t popped the question.

He’s had the moissanite since April and still hasn’t had it set, which he promised me he’d do before my bithday (it’s in a month).

But we had bad news on Monday – his contract is up at work at the end of August and it isn’t being renewed, so basically he has less than a month to get a new job.

We went out on Saturday night to get away from it all, and I had to get out what’s been eating me up inside since Monday.

“It’s not going to happen before my birthday, is it?”. He said no. That he couldn’t afford it yet – not until he had another job secure. Which is totally fair enough.

But then he did something else. He took my hand and said “But I promise you, this will happen. We will get married next September and you won’t be waiting much longer. You are the one solid thing in my life and I don’t want to lose you. …I have a hula hoop in my bag now if you want it, but I kinda want to do this properly…”

I cried. I kissed him. I told him I loved him.

And in that moment I knew that even though I picked out my ring, and even though I know we’re getting married because it’s already been booked, that moment when he asks me is still going to blow me away.

I’m not worried about him not finding a new job – he put his CV out on the internet the day he found out and had 4 interviews lined up by the end of the day!

We have a way of things working out. Every time something bad happens, we do better out of it. I got really sick and had to quit my job – and got a better one. We were kicked out of our flat because of renovations – and found a better place to live for an even better price.

We do well, but it just sucks that I have to wait a little while longer whilst he’s being cautious